The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

On the chessboard, with the chess style of Lin Sui's strangulation, they could only fight each other until one side retired.

"Brother Huang is so cruel."

Yan Qin murmured when Lin Sui was in a trance, using his body as a blade.

"Knowing that I don't want to hurt you, I can be so cruel."

Lin Sui trembled all over, grabbed Yan Qin's arm, and drew a few bloodstains on it.

"Emperor brother is also keeping me, but he wants to push me out."

"To shut up."

Lin Sui's voice had a wet vibrato, he closed his eyes and opened his lips slightly.

Love can change a person's heart, and it can make a person feel contented while being cut by endless pain.

Chapter 88

The sky is about to dawn, and the mandarin ducks are whispering on the couch.

Hot water was called in the hall, and Liu Zhonghai led someone in gently, then bowed his head and stepped back.

Lin Sui was a little tired, Yan Qin hugged him and soaked in the water, letting him lean against his arms to prevent him from slipping.

Lin Sui raised her hand, water droplets rolled down from her forearm, the lines were tight and smooth, with a beauty that was unique to men.

The water làng bursts, disturbing people's peace.

Yan Qin licked Lin Sui's cheek, preferring to be as big as the fragility that was inadvertently revealed between his eyebrows.

It's not a coquettish and pitiful style that makes people obsessed.

The next day, the emperor's birthday.

The courtiers presented gifts, and Yan Qin, as a courtier, also presented his own gifts.

Apart from those beautiful gifts, he also had other actions.

"Brother Huang told me to go east and I wouldn't go west. If you asked me to slow down, I would never go fast. Brother Huang, would you like this gift?"

"Absurd language should be punished by cutting off the tongue."

Lin Sui frowned impatiently and covered Yan Qin's mouth.

Where is Yan Qin's birthday present, he is clearly holding back.

Although Lin Sui sometimes likes to follow her own pace, sometimes people don't mean what they say. Yan Qin understands him and doesn't need to let him direct at all. Yan Qin is teasing him.

Yan Qin kissed Lin Sui's palm and licked his fingertips.

Lin Sui lowered her eyes, thinking about the plan a little dull in her laziness.

He was actually a little hesitant to continue the action. If Yan Qin didn't feel that it was a hardship, even if Yan Qin really rebelled, it was just to cater to him and to please him. In fact, it had no effect, just to complete the task.

He needs to confirm, if it really doesn't work, then the world will not be tossing about later, and quickly complete the task and leave.

In February, the chūn is cold, and the building is lost in fog.

Lin Sui deliberately avoided this morning, looking at the thin mist outside the window, the ink stains were dyed on the rice paper, and she drew a disoriented bird.

When Yan Qin came in, he saw that the window was wide open. He was silent when Lin Sui was painting, and after he stopped writing, he put on a fox fur for him.

"Brother Huang's paintings are really beautiful."

"Things with little skill are also worthy of praise?" Lin Sui raised her eyebrows, but she seemed to think, "I remember Lao Qi's outstanding painter."

The seventh prince, the son of Concubine De, titled King Yan, bestowed the land of Beiling, is now Fang 189.

"Brother Huang mentioned what he did?"

Yan Qin lowered his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't like this seventh brother at all.

Back then, when he was stupid, most of the bullying came from his younger brother's orders.

When Lin Sui ascended the throne, the younger brother was still immature. King Qing was driven out of the capital by Lin Sui, let alone King Yan of the district.

"Brother Huang, if you want to play a game, only I am the best choice. How can I get into your eyes when the seventh is mediocre?"

Yan Qin knew that Lin Sui would never mention the seventh prince for no reason, and his heart was a little sour.

The emperor wanted an opponent, how could King Yan be worthy of it?

How could the imperial brother put his mind on others, obviously he is the best choice.

"the best choice?"

Lin Sui chuckled lightly, and her eyes fell on Yan Qin.

Lin Sui raised the pen, watched the ink smudge the painting, and said coldly, "How can you be a chess player if you are a chess piece?"

Yan Qin felt Lin Sui's dissatisfaction, leaned his head on Lin Sui's shoulder affectionately, wrapped his arms around him from behind, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Huang, A-Qin has promised, as long as it is what Brother Huang wants. , A Qin will fetch it for you."

In mid-February, Yan Qin was about to leave the capital.

Before leaving, he went to Pei Xinian's mansion and returned to the palace to say goodbye.

Lin Sui was entangled by him and watched him leave on the city wall.

Yan Qin hit the horse, and after walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back.

Looking at the beauty without any warmth, Yan Qin laughed, and a poem could not help but emerge in his heart.

The head of the wall immediately looked at each other from a distance, and when he saw Zhijun, he was heartbroken.

Yan Qin turned around and left to do what he was going to do.

The horse's hoof splashed smoke and dust, and Lin Sui withdrew her gaze.

This was the last time he gave ordeals in this world. If Yan Qin didn't do what he expected, then the world wouldn't be tossed.

It's not that his methods are not cruel enough, but that Yan Qin is different from the previous two worlds and even the original world.

Because of the particularity of the feudal dynasty in this world, and his setting seems to be too successful, coupled with Yan Qin's character, Yan Qin neither hopes that he will love him deeply, nor does he need him to rely on and trust him, so it is difficult for him to give Yan Qin suffered.

Because Yan Qin was not afraid of being abandoned or expelled, the green tea puppy suddenly felt that he was

domestic dog.

As soon as he fights, he is not afraid of being driven away, because there is a layer of superficial kinship.